One of the best things about being a playwrighting and dramaturgy professor is that finals is all about papers and final drafts of scripts.

Why is that great? Doesn’t it mean I have a lot of things to read?

Yes. Yes I do. But not only do I (hopefully) get to see great progress on my students’ stories, I get to do it all from here:

Couch. Blanket. Carols. Tree. Fake fire.

It doesn’t get better than this.